Yes, yes, I do, and as a matter of fact, I’ve always enjoyed my jobs. Let me explain.
My first job as a teenager was at a linen store. This store only sold curtains, bedding, and towels. I know it sounds crazy since you’re able to buy eggs and sheets in the same building today, but there was a time when that was unacceptable.
At 15 years old, I didn’t know a damn thing about curtains other than they went on windows, but I worked with Mary, an older woman, who taught me everything I needed to know, and Shannon, who was a little older than me with hair like Marsha Brady. It was a win/win job, and I enjoyed it.
My real-world job started 3 days after I graduated from High School. I went from a classroom of all girls my age to an office where ages ranged from 18 to senior citizens.
I learned so much in my 7 years there; most had nothing to do with the job. This is where I learned about life. It was sort of like going to college but without grades and tuition.
Working there led me to a grand opportunity at a law firm. Oh, how I loved working in that environment! It was challenging and intense at times, but it is where I met a group of people who encouraged me to grow in many different directions, many of whom I’m still friends with today.
While working there, I got married and started a family. It was clear early on that I would not be able to be at the beck and call of this office and raise my children, so I left to take the position of a Domestic Engineer, a/k/a a stay-at-home mom of two under two.
Lord knows being at an office daily would be easier, and the big fat paycheck would be the icing on the cake, but in my heart, I knew that working for those two adorable tyrants would be worth it in the long run.
Now I’m at the point where my job will not make or break me. It’s something to keep me occupied until I hit retirement age. It’s interesting. It’s a mix of ages, which I love. It’s 6 minutes from my house, and I get paid to be there 5 hours a day, 4 days a week, which allows me plenty of freedom. It’s hard not to enjoy this gig.
I’ve learned from the young people in my life that they think about work in another light. If they’re not enjoying their job, they’re not hanging around to determine if it will change. They are out the door without batting an eye, which is much different from my generational thinking. Who knew you could just leave?
Enjoy the Ride!
I did that after 20 years of corporate life. I loved my job and enjoyed most of my co-workers. But often my managers treated me like crap, and the executives always did. I was even told by an executive what I did was worthless.
I understand what workers today go through and understand why they don’t put up with it. I’ve never been happier, being my own boss.
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Young people are very nomadic these days, it’s an irrefutable fact.
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You’re not kidding.
I use to hit the ground running every morning. I loved my job! I couldn’t wait to go to work and see what the day would bring. My husband, on the other hand, hates his job. He has done the same work for 50+ years and at one time enjoyed it. In 50 years his industry changed, the people changed, he changed. It broke my heart that he couldn’t feel the same way as I did about work. A lot of our generation did what they had to, to put food on the table and a roof over our heads. A lot of people hated their jobs but did them any way. They all had their dreams too. For the most part they worked so their children could fulfil their dreams and walk out of any job they didn’t like.